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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:10:51 GMT -5
"Its hopeless Brad. Chances are, my Mother's going to come in and just magic it all back to my sister's place at the river. That's where I'll be staying through the courtship and marriage preparation."
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:12:57 GMT -5
Inwardly he winced. "Okay, don't have a go." He taunted and left his arm around her, leading her back up the hall to beths rooms anyway. "Gee, I offer my help and you just throw it back in my face-"
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:18:01 GMT -5
"I'm sorry!" She told him, genuinely concerned he was upset. "I didn't mean to upset you- I just didn't think I'd ever have to leave."
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:19:07 GMT -5
Brad giggled. "Joke, Dais." He nudged her with his arm.
"But for what its worth I never figured we'd be able to get rid of you either."
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:23:05 GMT -5
"Im glad you make me sound like a flu or something." She let them back into her room and then realized they'd rarely been alone together in here for the last few years. Not since she'd started noticing the finer points of Brad's physique. Her ears went pink at the thought.
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:24:57 GMT -5
"There are lots of simularities. Lets be honest." He smiled. "Your a disgusting creature for a start." And he knew she knew he didn't mean that, if she didn't see the way he looked at her sometimes she was blind as well as stupid.
"Though, your as bad as Beth it seems to collecting shite- what is all this stuff?" He asked, gesturing at trinkets and pictures and jewlery
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Jul 29, 2008 8:31:59 GMT -5
Half the stuff were things that he had given her- And she could never bear to get rid of it. There was even a necklace made with macaroni that he gave her as a joke gift for Christmas this year.
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Jul 29, 2008 8:33:55 GMT -5
His eyes fell on the necklace as hers must've. Brad laughed loosely. "Daisy!" He chuckled and picked it up. Tugging the elastic he popped it over her head. "Really? Do you ever get rid of anything?"
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